"That sounds like a good plan," Tulojow replied, confirming things on all fronts.  Dueling, defeating exams and eating.  If there was a better laid out plan for the immediate future, the Healer didn't know what that would be. 

The older woman took a sip of her wine and smiled warmly at the younger woman.  "Give me a day to give the Headmistress the head's up.  I'm sure it's just a formality but it's good practice to follow protocol every once in a while.  If you do end up with an evening off this week, feel free to come on over.  Otherwise, I'll plan on you being there next Tuesday?"   

Of course, the menu of the evening would have more to do with the pace of that given day than anything else.  A long string of continuous bloody noses, detached limbs and hexed rears typically meant a more hastily thrown together meal.  But, it was rare anything but home cooking came out of the Hospital Hut's kitchen.  Heal the body, feed the soul.  So far away at school, students needed a taste of home every once in a while.